All thee warmth is within
and the lilacs choke city exhaust
Lady Crapsey kissed his nape
Strange feelings, a happening;
Amazing Shadows

A weathered queen of hearts
rests in his leather bill fold
Bleeding for a foreverhand
Ghosts pining for ghosts

You may haunt his land
He hath many a lover
Never a love
Always a heart
His promise ring

Spirit haunting
She with open eye's
waits,
To kiss his mind
To know his love
To dream their fate

A queen of hearts
divine
She yearns for him
and him for her

One day
Every night
His Adelaide
Eternal

(c)2009 Michael William Bates